I Heart Tacos

If you travelled the world in search of the greatest cuisine, somewhere along the line you would encounter the taco.  Many people would keep on travelling in search of something better.  I, on the other hand, would end my search right there because I know that any other food would be inferior to the taco.  To continue searching would really just be a lie so you could make that trip to Dollywood that you've always wanted.  Because the taco is one of Mexico's greatest gifts to my tummy, logic dictates that I must honor it with the ancient Japanese art of Haiku.

Tacos can be soft

They may also be crunchy

Bite them all with joy

Fill this shell with meat

Do not forget to add cheese

Lettuce?  You Decide 

In my tortilla

The beef is the spiciest

My stomach is pleased

Taco to my lips

The first bite is ecstasy

Damn it's on my pants

Taco Bell is gross

Sometimes tacos are needed

Fine, to the drive-thru

Corn vessel folded

Toppings added for pleasure

Hamburger?  Hell no

Beef chicken or pork

Salsa mild medium hot

Hmmmm...choices, choices

My mouth craves goodness

Ortega Taco Dinner

This box knows my wants

Taco bought from truck

It seemed like a good idea

Greetings my toilet

I hope these fine poetry selections inspire you to sample this fine dining that is the taco.  I know that I am definitely wanting one right about now.  So eat a taco and enjoy, it may just be nature's perfect food.  What's that?  Tacos aren't natural?  Well eat one anyways, your tummy will say, "gracias."